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"That is my own affair, ma'm'selle."
"It is not the thing to say to French-Canadians here. What do you get
out of it all? If he is your husband, wouldn't it be better to have him
successful than your defeated victim. What will be yours if you defeat--"
"Revenge--my rights--the law!" was the sharp rejoinder.
Junia smiled. "What is there in it all for you? If the man I married
did not love me, I'd use the law to be free. What's the good of trying
to destroy a husband who doesn't love you, who never loved you--never."
"You don't know that," retorted Luzanne sharply.
"Yes, I do. He never loved you. He never lived with you for a single
day. That's in the power of a doctor to prove. If you are virtuous,
then he has taken nothing; if you have given your all, and not to Carnac
Grier, what will his mind be about you? Is it money? He has no money
except what he earns. His father left him nothing--not a dollar. Why do
you hate him so? I've known him all my life, and I've never known him
hurt man or animal. When did he ever misuse you, or hurt you? Did he
ever treat you badly? How did you come to know him? Answer that."
She paused and Luzanne flushed. The first meeting! Why, that was the
day Carnac had saved her life, had taken her home safe from danger, and
had begun a friendship with behind it only a desire to help her. And how
had she repaid the saviour of her life? By tricking him into a marriage,
and then by threatening him if he did not take her to his home.
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